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Tonight I'm drunk. I was told that my service was appreciated while I sat reading a book I should've read in my youth. on the front porch of my workplace. The country music twanged, and the nationalism was thick. Almost as thick as the sticky summer stank. If you've ever lived in the South you know what I mean. There's a country stank. Not that its' a bad thing, I actually love it very much. A combination of goldenrod, cowshit, and love. A stank.
I giggled to myself that the woman had no idea what she was being grateful for. Then I remembered what he said, and I smiled even more fiercely.

So I will go tomorrow. See my children in the care of another. See what lessons are being taught. I have everhy expectation that I will object to damn near everything, for anyting based upon .... shit is surely doomed thusly...
I wonder also if I'm fucking whacked in the head, chock full of antiquities and idealisms, while the rest of the world turns around me and uses me for its' greedy purposes. This makes me want to ask why I should preserve this body instead of killing it, and in the meantime maintaining a bit of sanity during the high...
sincerely reader,
why the hell not make applesauce?

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The following comments are for "applesauce"
by Robert Walker

'Cause it's something to do, Dude. Rant on - In the end, I guess, you just find something more important than your outrage, and your anger, and do that. Anything to fill the time between sunrise and sunset and give it merit.
Sorry your day sucked.

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: July 10, 2009 )

Actually my day became a great one, due to my kids. I assumed they'd want to spend time with my future Ex-in-laws but I was mistaken (pleasantly). They were pissed that they weren't coming over. I immediately changed the plans, and all was well.

Truth be told brother I am working on a piece that actually has personal meaning. Half fiction, though I'm told Truman Capote beat me to that genre, it's completely true up to a certain point, after which will be fictional. Long story, but suffice to say it's better to write about the things that I will, rather than actually doing them and ending up in ol sparky.
thank you for the comment brother.

( Posted by: robert walker [Member] On: July 10, 2009 )

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